I see, the name of the Heavenly Dao is what it means.

Ye Han had never been clear about what the "Heavenly Dao Leaving a Name" meant in the system, but now when he was swimming in this floating sea, he finally understood.

One sect, whether it is suppressing a holy place in the world, or a second-rate sect with a dim inheritance in the mountains and wilderness, they are all the convergence of the manpower of one side of heaven and earth, representing the luck of one side and suppressing one side of heaven and earth.

They are like the mountain gods and the land in Ye Han's world, wantonly blooming with the majesty of the gods in the realm of the gods, controlling the power of heaven and earth, and guarding the well-being of the party.

But since you want to control one side of the world, you naturally have to be recognized by one side of the world. And this so-called recognition is the gathering of the fortune of the sect in the sect and Taoism.

Condense the luck of the sect, integrate into the sea of heavenly dao, and leave a place belonging to the Xuantian Dao sect under the laws of heaven and earth in the underworld, which is the so-called heavenly dao name when the sect was opened.

The golden dragon of luck incarnated by Ye Han seemed to have become the center of heaven and earth at this moment, and the golden light seemed to turn into invisible ripples, rippling in this strange space.

Ye Han's soul also entered a mysterious realm at this moment, and his soul perception seemed to be integrated into this heaven and earth, as if he had raised his vision and "seen" beyond the endless and distant void.

This sea of mayflies was more vast than he had imagined, and the area he had just perceived with his divine thoughts was only a drop in the ocean for the entire ocean.

Ye Han's divine thoughts seemed to be integrated into the heavens and the earth at this time, as if he was half-asleep and half-awake, in this mysterious state, he seemed to see another qi luck method that was not inferior to the Snow Dragon Sacred Mountain.

Another towering mountain seems to be located in the center of heaven and earth, but it also seems to be a continuous mountain. The four seasons on it are like spring, the luxuriant branches and leaves cover every corner of the mountain, the giant mountain is not majestic, but it gives people a feeling of the ancestor of ten thousand mountains, the mountains come to the court, it is extraordinarily strange.

In addition, the last ancient mountain is located in the far west, and the mountain is not very tall, nor does it have the kind of self-respecting momentum, nor does it have the extremely cold aura that suppresses the void like the Snow Dragon Sacred Mountain.

But on this mountain, there seem to be thousands of gods sitting in the dark, and thousands of hazy breaths looming. When the sea of clouds that shrouded this ancient mountain dispersed, Ye Han "saw" that there were dense Buddha statues everywhere on this ancient mountain.

Thousands of Buddha statues are scattered in all corners of the mountains, some with kind eyes and some with angry eyes. The first one is nearly a hundred zhang high, as if he supported the entire mountain, but some are as big as mustard seeds, not to mention that they can be identified with the naked eye, even if Ye Han swept it with his divine thoughts, he could not recognize it.

The whole ancient mountain is shrouded in thick smoke, but it is not the smoke and dust in the ordinary, but it is a kind of condensation but not dissipation, but it seems to melt into the whole ancient mountain, and there is a faint smell of sandalwood from it.

Ye Han's divine thoughts swept lightly from it, and he felt as if his divine thoughts had grown a little, although that trace of growth was insignificant, Ye Han suspected that it was an illusion.

But the warm feeling in his soul still made him recognize the origin of the smoke.

It is the power of incense, a kind of divine power, although it is not the same as the divine power of the Jade God Sect, but it is the power of refining the gods, and it has the same effect.

The divine power of the Jade God Sect should be a kind of power of gods and demons, which is used to condense the divine body, so the Jade God Sect in ancient times took the road of becoming a god in the flesh.

And this ancient mountain of ten thousand Buddhas, which is shrouded in the breath of incense, is taking the road of refining the soul with faith, abandoning the body, and turning the soul into a god, so some Zen monks will regard the body as "a stinky skin".

Ye Han's soul swept over the two majestic ancient mountains in a half-asleep state, and he seemed to recognize them subconsciously.

In the mountain range that seems to be the ancestor of ten thousand mountains, a hundred zhang immortal palace with a whole body like jasper is located in it, which seems to be located at the source of the ancestral veins of the earth.

On the ancient mountain of ten thousand Buddhas, an ancient temple is hidden in the mountains, the ancient temple in the mountain can not be detected, but a Zen temple is clearly visible, a green bell hangs in front of the temple, a famous monk walks through it, and the low bell rings inside and outside the ancient temple.

Kunlun Mountain Yuxu Palace!

Thousand Buddha Mountain Dharma Academy!

On the Zhongtian Continent, it is not weaker than the Snow Dragon Holy Mountain in terms of Qi Luck and Dharma, and the accumulated divine power far exceeds that of the Xuanmen of the Yipin Dao Sect, and there is only the Holy Land Xuanmen that is ranked with the Snow Dragon Holy Land.

The three mountains of the Holy Land all have the power to reach the sky!

Ye Han's divine thoughts lasted for an unknown amount of time in that strange state, and his vision did not know where to extend. In short, at this moment, the large and small sects on the Zhongtian Continent all sensed the aura that extended from nothingness, and one sect leader after another was moved.

"Amitabha Buddha ........."

In the western spiritual land, in an ancient temple in Qianfo Mountain, an old monk who was as silent as a sculpture slowly woke up, and a Buddha horn shook the entire Zen temple treasure temple, so that countless monks in the Dharma Temple stood up one after another, and the sound of the bronze ancient bell also spread throughout the mountains at this moment.

On the edge of Xuanzhou in the extreme north, a majestic silver sacred mountain sits there like a dragon, if Ye Han sees it, he can recognize it, this is obviously the shadow of the Snow Dragon Mountain he just saw in the sea of mayflies.

The only difference is that the silver ancient mountain seen in the sea of mayflies is all wrapped in chaotic qi, and it is difficult to see its whole picture, but this mountain is really located between heaven and earth at this time, although it is shrouded in clouds and mist, but there are thousands of large and small pavilions Sendai in it, but there is no trace of it.

On the top of this silver-white ancient mountain, a pavilion carved with the seal of the white dragon is floating among the sea of clouds.

If this silver-white ancient mountain seems to be a dragon lying down, then this attic is the eye of this dragon, and it is a treasure cave spiritual soil that gathers the essence of the dragon vein.

The clouds and mist shrouded it, the pavilion was high above the nine heavens, and faintly, a snow-white shadow of the divine dragon seemed to flash from it. The white dragon is entrenched, hidden in the sea of clouds, and it is difficult to see its appearance, but the Baizhang Immortal Pavilion under the dragon's body exudes a god-like brilliance.

In the pavilion, on a throne carved from white jade, a gray-haired old man was sitting with his eyes closed.

The old man's body did not have the surging power of a martial artist's qi and blood emanating, and even his aura seemed to be looming as if it had merged into heaven and earth.

But he sat there, as if in the center of the entire pavilion, the pavilion Sendai carved from white jade seemed to be faintly glowing with precious light, and the jade throne under the old man exuded a mutual glow.

If you open your vision, you can feel that the breath of the old man is not only the center of this pavilion, but even the core of the entire Snow Dragon Mountain.

Wanli Snow Dragon Mountain, the dojo of a holy land, is completely his jurisdiction.

This seemingly ordinary old man is the master of the power of this piece of heaven and earth, and the ruler of a holy land.

The master of Snow Dragon Mountain - Ji Wuchen!